Learning to Love, Starborn
Lina Ru
Learning to Love, Starborn
I am empty spaces, looking for you, but you are running away from me, as water that flows through your face, as tears that wash dear old pain. There is nothing to be afraid of, everything is love, that is life as you love, and in your love, you made me real. I was real in your arms, eternal in your breath, free in your chest, love in your breath. I had not realized you had made me understand the love that lived in me, until today. I was glittering because of you, starborn: { Stars are born when there is a glittering reality inside of them } Time will pass by, and as broken dreams find their way into us, I will remember we are lost, still humans, gazing toward the light that sprung us in love, starborn. So, as I begin to feel life, today, I see you; my eternal me, letting you love me: starborn. Some part of me sees you clearer, knowing I am learning to let go, as the flower reverberating: an endless will running around the petals that portray the faces of loving purity until all faces become one, you and it, it and me, starborn. How will we understand what is a farewell if we know how to love? Starborn, just love.
Is there a farewell? If we find infinite love in other beings through loving their love, does love cease to exist? Is their love part of your love? If so, where is the farewell?